Check Yes or No (Justin Bieber Love Story)(COMPLETE!)

Part 35

 "You better watch your back, Brooks." Justin whispered, laying beside of me in his bed. "Why? What are you gonna do? Dye my hair purple, put salt in my toothpaste?" I asked, rolling over to face him.

 "Maybe. Just watch out. You never know what I'm capable of." he chuckled, leaning his forehead against mine. "I know your not capable of much, Bieber." I giggled, laying my lips on his and kissing him lightly.

 "Don't underestimate me." he sighed, pulling my head onto his chest. "We'll see." I whispered, closing my eyes and feeling myself quickly fall into sleep.

~~*~~A week Later~~*~~

 "Teegan!!" I heard Justin yell from the bathroom. I raised an eyebrow and walked out of my room, seeing him standing infront of the mirror, a towel around his waist.

 "Yes?" I asked, looking over at him. "My hair. It's not purple anymore?" he smiled, pointing to his hair. "Good for you." I smiled, "Now get dressed." I sighed, walking away.

 It's been a whole 7 days since Justin's little 'warning.'  Apparently he forgot about even pranking me in the first place. Even if he does prank me, it'll be nothing compared to what I did to him. Justin's too nice.

 I sighed and sat back on the couch, seeing Justin walk in from the bathroom, wearing a pair of shorts and a purple shirt. "Your hair's back." I giggled. "Yes, we've established that my hair is back." he chuckled, walking over to me.

 "Oh, and about what you said last week.." "About my getting you back? Don't worry, baby. I haven't forgotten." he chuckled, the dogtag around his neck, swinging as he beant over me.

 I mentally cursed myself for reminding him and frowned slightly, seeing him lean over me. "Where do you think your going?" I asked, looking up at him.

 "Scooter wants me down at the studio. He says he couldn't take me seriously with my hair all purple." he chuckled. I rolled my eyes but, kissed his lips lightly, "I love you."

 "You know I love you." he smiled, walking over to the door and walking out. I chuckled slightly and walked into my bedroom, grabbing a random shirt out of the dresser and switching it out for the one I already had on.

 After walking back into the livingroom and sitting down in the recliner, I felt my stomach and back start to itch severely. I pulled my shirt up and looked down at my stomach, seeing it covered in red blotches and it still itched like crazy.

 What the hell is going on?

~~*~~Justin~~*~~

 "Do you think she found the itching powder yet?" I asked, looking over at Ryan who was sitting next to Scooter in the studio.  "Probably not but, you do know some people are allergic to that right?" he scowled, looking back at me.

 I hadn't thought about that. "I doubt she's allergic to it. She'll be fine, Ry." I sighed, grabbing a pair of headphones and walking into the recording booth.

 "Ready, JB?" Scooter asked, playing with some of the buttons on the control panel. I just nodded and slid the headphones over my ears, waiting for the music to start.

(for those of you following along, it's the acoustic version of this song. Not the normal upbeat one)

  "When I met ya' girl my heart went knock knock. Now them butterflies in my stomach won't stop stop. Even though it's a struggle, love is all we got..."
 "So we goin' keep keep climbing till' the mountain top. Your world is my world. and My fight is your fight. My breath is your breath. When your hurt."
 "'Cause girl, your my one love. My one heart. My one life fo' sure. Let me tell ya' one time. Girl I love...Girl I love you. Imma tell ya one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you.."
"And Imma be your one guy. You be my number one girl. Always makin' time for you. Imma tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you. Your love's soo deep, you know that it humbles me. You by my side, them troubles they not trouble me."
 "Many of called but, the chosen is you. Whatever you want Shawty, I give it to you. Your world is my world. and My fight is your fight. My breath is your breath. When your hurt."
"Cause girl, your my one love. My one heart. My one life fo' sure. Let me tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you. Imma tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you."
 "And Imma be your one guy. You be my number one girl. Always makin' time for you.  Imma tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you.  Imma tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you."
 "And Shawty right there. She's got everything I need. And Imma tell her one time. (one time) Give you everything ya' need. Down to my last dime. She makes me happy. I know where I'll be."
 "Right by your side 'cause she is the one for me. (yeah) Let me tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you. And Imma be your one guy. You be my number one girl. Always makin' time for you. Imma tell ya' one time. Girl I love. Girl I love you."
 "Girl I love. Girl, I love you."

 "Good job, JB. Come take 5." Scooter smiled. I nodded and threw my headphones onto the control panel, sitting down on the couch in the corner of the room. The whole time I was singing the only thing that was running through my mind was Teegan which is normally the only thing on my mind when I sing but, for a different reason this time.

 Ryan raised an eyebrow and walked over to me. "What's wrong, man?" he asked, sitting down next to me. "You made me feel all guilty." I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

 "I'm sure she's fine. Call her." he said, handing his phone over to me. I nodded and took it from here, dialing the number to my well, our house.  No answer.

 I quickly closed the phone and dialed Teegan's cell phone number. Still no answer.

Where the hell is she?